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Chapter 172 Coach! I want to go to junior college!

the other side,
Wang Gan sat down at a tea stall not far away on the outskirts of the city.

As for the minor incident that just happened, which Master Mu could easily handle, there was no need for him to take action.

"Old man, bring some tea!"

"I'm coming!"

An ordinary-looking, short old man brought out a teapot.

The old man moved quietly and skillfully, lifting the teapot and bringing it closer to the teacup on Wang Gan's table.

Wang Gan smiled and raised his teacup, waiting to receive the tea.

Just as the teapot approached, the old man's expression suddenly changed.
From an ordinary old man selling tea, he transformed into a grandmaster with an imposing presence.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and everything slowed down.

The old man's movements, moving inch by inch, seemed to be in slow motion, yet they left afterimages in the air!

The teapot spout is tilted at a mysterious angle, like a shooting star from outer space. If a martial arts expert were to see this, he would surely break out in a cold sweat.

Because no matter how he notices it, no matter the angle, he can't avoid the front of the teapot spout!
If this teapot spout were replaced with a weapon, absolutely no one in the world would be able to escape!

The spout is tilted, and the amber water flows out slowly, but at the moment it leaves the spout, it turns into several different streams!
Some are as fierce as a spear, some as supple as a whip, and some are silent yet cascading down like a waterfall!

This is hardly pouring tea.

It is clearly a fusion of the world's most outstanding martial arts, encompassing swords, fists, feet, hidden weapons, and grappling techniques, yet it is performed in a mere stream within a three-inch radius!
His internal strength and skillful techniques are unparalleled!

This one move alone shows that the old man's martial arts skills have reached the pinnacle of the world!
Upon seeing this, Wang Gan smiled and held up his teacup properly without flinching.

He didn't move at all.
Whoosh!
A spiral vortex appeared out of thin air at the mouth of the cup in my hand. The complex flow of tea in the air was drawn by this mysterious force, and its originally sharp trajectory suddenly became unusually gentle. Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they all merged into the cup without causing a ripple.

"The foundation of Zen Buddhism is a mixture of the ways of kings and hegemons."

The light in the old man's eyes was like a cold star, brighter than the full moon in the sky.

"Young Master Tianji is remarkable."

The old man sighed.

Wang Gan was slightly surprised.

This old man's eyesight is truly extraordinary; he was able to discern the extent of the old man's martial arts skills with just a simple test.

The so-called Zen Buddhism is naturally based on the Yi Jin Jing and the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, especially the Yi Jin Jing, which, strictly speaking, is the foundation of his internal strength.
However, as Wang Gan's physical training progressed and he developed an extraordinary physique, he relied more on brute force to overpower others and thus used Zen martial arts less often.

“Old man Wu Ming is not bad either. With just this one move, the fight between Dugu Yihe and Ximen Chuixue just now seems like child’s scribbles.”

Wang Gan took a sip of tea and nodded.

"The tea is quite good, even if you paid for my ticket to the Forbidden City."

The old man knew that Wang Gan meant that he had already discovered him when he was in the Forbidden City.

"This is the first harvest from a thousand-year-old tea tree. It only produces one batch of tea every ten years, and it's priceless."

"To watch two mediocre swordsmen fight, and still charge such an expensive ticket."

"Young Master Tianji is too good at business."

The old man shook his head, his tone calm.

If their words were to reach the outside world, they would likely cause a huge uproar.

One person said that the duel between Dugu Yihe and Ximen Chuixue was like a child's doodle, while another said that the two were just average swordsmen.

But ironically, both of them felt it was perfectly normal, because they had already taken the top two spots on the weapon rankings, standing at the pinnacle of all martial artists in the world.

"I thought you would hide for longer."

"Or test me a few more times."

Wang Gan laughed. "I hid because it was boring, not because I was afraid."

The old man said calmly.
"If there had been someone as interesting as you in the martial arts world earlier, I wouldn't have hidden myself away."

"As for testing, once is enough; any more would be an insult to both of us."

"actually.."

The old man sighed softly.
“I was originally going to invite you to join the ‘Invisible Man’, since we’re the same kind of people who are looking for fun and both think the world is too boring.”

"But I later gave up on that plan. I was confident that my 'invisible man' would be accepted by everyone in the world."

"But there's one type of person I can't tolerate!"

Wang Gan asked with a smile,
"who?"

The old man spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Heaven!"

"I thought you were a recluse from some hidden organization. Even if someone lives in seclusion, they would still leave traces if they have been away from the world since childhood."

“You don’t, and you know too much, your martial arts are too high, and I have never seen or heard of your martial arts before.”

"The only conclusion I can draw is that you are a celestial being!"

Wang Gan gave a half-smile.
"So you came to me just for an answer?"

The old man's eyes were burning.

"Yes, I only have one question,"

Are there immortals in this world?

For the old man, he was already invincible in the world, having reached the pinnacle of power, wealth, and money.

He was so lonely and bored that even hiring Lu Xiaofeng to assassinate the emperor was just a casual pastime.

But Wang Gan's appearance gave him a different answer.

There are things in this world that he cannot understand at all, and these are the things that such a lonely person yearns for most—becoming an immortal!

"Since you asked this question yourself, you need to find the answer yourself."

Wang Gan stood up, his tone carrying a profound meaning.
"Didn't you boast that your talent was unparalleled in the world?"

"Come and try to defeat me. You're not good enough yet."

The old man's expression froze, turning somewhat gloomy.

This was the first time he had ever heard such a judgment; he was actually unqualified!

But the old man knew in his heart that Wang Gan was right. Their martial arts levels might be similar, but if they really fought, with Wang Gan's extraordinary internal energy and physique, he would be no match for him.

"Try pushing your limits, and maybe I can give you an answer."

Wang Gan laughed heartily and turned to leave without hesitation.

Whether it was establishing the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion to enhance the overall martial arts prowess of the martial world, or guiding top masters like Ye Gucheng and Wu Ming to improve,

Aside from having fun by obtaining Destiny Points, Wang Gan is also conducting an experiment: can the upper limit of a world be changed?
If it could be changed, how many Fate Points would be gained?

Since the last "Heavenly Thunder Operation" by the Wooden Taoist,
The martial arts world has completely changed.

Most of the powerful sects and factions were brought under Mu Daoren's control. The few restless factions, seeing that the trend was irreversible, could only close their doors and live in seclusion.

This also led to another thing—the unlimited expansion of Tianji Tower's influence!

Countless new models of martial arts learning and martial arts techniques have entered the vision of martial arts practitioners. Now, joining a major sect like Wudang or Shaolin is no longer the pursuit of martial arts practitioners.

The pursuit of those in the martial arts world has now become -- attending a junior college!
(End of this chapter)